The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu asked casually, but there was a thunder in Gu Qing's heart.

His hand holding the teacup suddenly froze and whispered, "I haven't said to Zhen Tao ... inexplicably."

Zhao Layue glanced at Jing Jiuyi, wondering why do you care so much about this private relationship between men and women now?

Jing Jiu didn't notice her sight and continued: "Then hide it until she dies or you die."

Zhao Layue glanced at him again, thinking to himself what the mess was, but he did not say anything.

Jing Jiu then said: "This time to get you back is to prepare for the ceremony of heading the seat, and you will go back to Chaoge City after finishing it."

Gu Qing was most attentive to Master ’s affairs. He and Yuan Qu had cleared up the matters in charge of the master ceremony a hundred years ago, but there was a very troublesome matter that needed to be handled in advance.

"According to the rules of the door, you must take Chengtianjian out by then ..."

He noticed that there was no change in Jing Jiu's expression, and continued: "In my opinion, the door rules should be revised in advance."

For Jing Jiu, Cheng Tianjian is the most threatening existence. At that time, because he refused to take it out, he was forced out of Qingshan by Fang Jingtian and others.

He said: "It's okay, the scabbard is in my hand. Could someone else take it away?"

Gu Qing thought it right. Master is already a masterpiece now. Even Fang Jingtian is not his opponent. With the Qingshan Sword Array in hand, who in the world can take the Chengtian sword from his hands?

Since he had to do something, he would do it quickly. After drinking a cup of Chinese tea, he went to the Taoist Temple to discuss with Yuanqu.

Not long afterwards, Ping Yongjia came out of the Taoist Temple. From the way he looked back from time to time, he was actually kicked out.

"Master ..." He walked to the bamboo chair, touched his head, his face tense, and finally summoned the courage to say: "Are you really going to let me go to Jianfeng?"

Jing Jiu didn't speak, Zhao Layue said, "He didn't go to Tianguangfeng when he was the master."

Ping Yongjia understood the meaning and couldn't help being overjoyed. He quickly lifted the iron pot and filled the cup with the two, saying, "But ... I don't understand anything, and I really don't want to be the master."

Zhao Layue said: "I will not, and you think he will be the master?"

Jing Jiu glanced at her, knowing that it was because of the cause and effect of the previous dialogue with Gu Qing.

Where did Ping Yongjia understand the undercurrent between the two teachers, scratching her head and worryingly said: "But I can't even the sword of the blue bird, how could they ..."

When the words fell, Jing Jiu took a booklet from his arms and threw it to him, asking, "Is there anything else?"

Ping Yongjia took out all the empty swords, some reluctantly and some helplessly said: "I don't need a sword, what about this sword?"

Jing Jiu said: "Randomly."

Ping Yongjia glanced at Zhao Layue, and finally understood what was happening. He hurried off and ran back to the Taoist palace.

Not long afterwards, there were ridicules of eyesight, ignorance and so on in the Taoist Temple.

The air at Shenmofeng became loose and fast.

Zhao Layue took the tea cup to the end of the bamboo chair and looked at him and asked, "Which one should be done first?"

Jing Jiu said: "Zhongzhou faction has experienced so many things, and I think I will become smarter. I won't do it until I share his birth and death. Then I can only deal with him first."

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The quiet mountain village is full of the smell of straw after being cut.

The houses scattered all over the place, and those red lanterns hanging high, but dilute the meaning of the mountain, revealing a rich and decaying atmosphere.

Yin San took a shower in the mountain stream and returned to the farmhouse. After a few words of laugh with the short and thin old man, he returned to his hut.

The furnishings in the hut were very rudimentary, and an oil lamp was lit. Because of the need to save money, the light cord was cut very short, and the flames were like beans, and it was very dim.

Ancestor Xuanyin sat on the bed, and the flame in his eyes was like a bean, his face sighed.

"Real people ... Even if you want to repeat the red dust and realize the true meaning, why is it so hard?"

"I have listened to the scriptures in Guocheng Temple for many years, but I am not interested in such things as red dust. Our brothers and sisters are indeed a bit like this."

Yinsan put a wet towel on the back of the chair and said with a smile: "I just want to know how he lived in this life."

Ancestor Xuanyin touched his thin hair, and said with rare ridicule: "He is rumored to have learned everything in only nine days. Did you stay too long?"

"Are you saying that my talent is not as good as him?" Yin San pushed past a bowl of water and served as a tea treat. "Whether it is chopping wood for fire, or cutting rice for food, I have done it before, but I am busy with practice. , Doing great things, helping Cang Sheng, gradually forgetting it, do you think I really want to learn these? "

The ancestor Xuanyin drank clear water and took a sip. He tapped his mouth inexplicably and said, "Then what are you doing here? By doing this, you can know what is going on in his life?"

Yin San pointed to his eyebrows and said, "When I was in the stream, I suddenly wanted to understand something."

Ancestor Xuanyin put the water bowl back on the broken table, staring at him with dignity and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yin San said: "He lived in the palace from an early age. After he was brought back to Qingshan by his ancestor, he only knew how to practice. He never did these things. Why did he do it? In addition to adapting to his body, what is more important is that ... the way."

Thinking of the rumors about Jing Jiu over the past 100 years, Xuanyin Patriarch shook his head and said, "I can't see any difference from the previous Jingyang."

"This is breaking and standing, even if there is no change, after all, it is another layer." Yin San said with a smile: "Or the second river."

Ancestor Xuanyin said: "What do real people mean?"

"He was drifting with the waves in the second river, but I shouldn't have followed it, forgetting his own river."

Yin San said with a smile: "He repairs his way, I destroy my world, that's right."

Ancestral Xuanyin suddenly felt that there was more bloody smell in the room, sniffed his nose, rubbed his nose again, and said, "The way is different, I am afraid there will be obstacles."

At that time, Jingyang took Yuan Qi whale and Liu Ci to stab the sword behind the Taiping real person, why?

No matter how ignorant of the world, no matter how lazy, in the event of extinction, always have a sword.

"My first dip was more than 700 years ago."

Yin San said: "I have prepared for so many years, I don't believe that he can really do everything, if it can, it may not be able to break, because this is my river."

The ancestors of Xuanyin naturally knew that they looked like dogs who had lost their families in these years and were displaced in the world. In fact, they were in Chaoge City, Qingshan Sect, and various sects. , How can we destroy Chaotian Continent?

Suddenly there was a fluttering voice and several night breezes outside the house.

Yin Feng walked into the house with angry steps, and said in a slightly pointed voice: "Fang Xiaosi, this idiot, doesn't know how to bear humiliation, and he was locked into the hidden peak again!"

Yinsan got up and walked outside, looking at the peaks of the mountains beyond the night sky, silent for a long time.

The short, thin old man had fallen asleep long, snoring with happiness and ignorance.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from somewhere in the village, and there were faint voices and crying.

Yin San ignored them and still looked at the night sky silently.

Yin Feng flew to the head of the wall, looked at the ancestral hall in the distance, knew what had happened, and the long tail feather twitched a little boringly.

Tonight the Liu people's masters grabbed a widow who committed adultery with the tenant.

When I want to get deeper into the night, the adulterers will be sunk into the bottom of the pool.

"The Daoist helps a lot, and the Daoist doesn't help a lot. I thought about it at that time. What about the Daoist or the Lost?"

Yin San suddenly said something that had nothing to do with Fang Jingtian and had nothing to do with the Liu Ancestral Hall.